58 JONAH FOWLER. 



with this good counsel, that we should haul up a 

 point or two, and have a scrape on the zostera 

 heds that cover many acres of shallow water in 

 the hight off Preston Valley. But let me introduce 

 my man to you. — ^A clever fellow is Jone, and though 

 only hred as a fisherman, he is quite an amateur 

 naturalist. There is nobody else in Weymouth har- 

 bour that knows any thing about dredging (I have it 

 from his own lips', so you may rely on it) ; but he is 

 familiar with the feel of almost every yard of bottom 

 from Whitenose to Church-Hope, and from Saint Aid- 

 ham's Head to the Bill. He follows dredging with 

 all the zest of a savant ; and it is amusing really 

 to hear how he pours you forth the crackjaw, the 

 sesquipedalian nomenclature. " Now, Sir, if you 

 do want a Gastroehmna, I can just put down your 

 dredge upon a lot of 'em ; we'll bring up three and 

 four in a stone." "I'm in hopes we shall have a 

 good Cribella or two off this bank, if we don't get 

 choked up with them 'ere Ophiocomas.' He tells me 

 in confidence that he has been sore puzzled to find a 

 name for his boat, but he has at length determined to 

 appellate her " The Turritelta" "just to astonish the 

 fishermen, you know. Sir,"— with an accompanying 

 wink and chuckle, and a patronising nudge in my 

 ribs. Jone is a proud man when he gets a real 

 savant alone in his boat ; and he talks with delight 

 of the feats he has achieved in the dredging line for 

 Mr. Bowerhank, Mr. Hanley, and Professor Porbes. 

 I will say, I found him no vain boaster, but able to 

 perform his professions ; and can heartily recommend 

 him to any brother naturalist who may degire to 



